Chapter 1919

"Brother, they have already started. Let's follow them as soon as possible."

Noticing the movements of the mages, Rowling was shocked and urged rod.

"Don't worry." Rod was always calm. "Have you forgotten what I told you?"

Rowling seemed to think of something and pursed her lips.

Before that, as a punishment for losing the bet, rod had already told her the complete plan, which made her look at rod a little different.

"Brother, did you really come up with that plan after you got the trump card? Instead of the idea from the beginning? " Rowling asked affirmatively.

"Of course." Rod looked at her. "Have you forgotten? I have legendary wisdom. Besides, if it wasn't for the trump card, I wouldn't change my plan at all, and I wouldn't lose to you. "

After getting rod's affirmative reply, Rowling didn't ask any more questions, with a clear look in her eyes.

The same is wisdom, but the focus is completely different when it works on different people. Rowling's wisdom focuses on studying and calculating the knowledge of magic. When Rowling does this, she will get extra gains from magic, or even create new magic. While rod's wisdom focuses on calculating others, and can easily find the weaknesses in the hearts of other creatures.

As for enota, Rowling didn't see where her wisdom was focused.

While Rowling is thinking, Eli and his party have come to the center of Gwen island by means of space magic.

The existence of space magic has become a necessary ability for all mages through the continuous improvement of blakada mage. Mages who don't know space magic will be restricted in many cases.

In front of a huge statue, Eli and his party stopped.

"This is the statue of the God of the mage. Judging from the manufacturing process, this statue already existed as early as the golden age of blakada." Beside him, the old lady in purple said slowly.

"I can't imagine that the statue of the God of the mage is so well preserved on Gwen Island, which has long lost contact with the theme plane."

Looking at the statue, which has already penetrated into the hearts of all members of the magic guild, Eli can't help feeling at this moment. In order to find the traces left by the mage God, he came to Gwen island. The statue in front of him seems to be the response of the mage God to him, which contains the power to change blakada.

The statue is surrounded by colorful flowers, many of which have withered. Many people kneel in front of the statue and keep praying.

"Great mage God, your light shines on the earth, and your glory is above the sea. Please lower your punishment and destroy those enemies who invade the island. "

For the nearby magic guild people, these prayer did not have any response, just increased the voice in the mouth.

When the sound of prayer reached elier, Esther beside him frowned: "Lord President, they don't know your identity. Do they need to expel these people?"

As these people surrounded the statue, there were even several necromancers among them, which also made Esquel dissatisfied. How can the chairman of the magic guild and the necromancer worship the God of the necromancer together? It's a symbol of blakada's honor, and even if Eli doesn't offer it, he should take the initiative to let the prayer evade.

"No more." Eli's eyes swept around and finally fell on the flowers in front of the statue. "Gwen island has been occupied by the necromancer. The energy of death here is so strong that even plants can't survive, but the flowers dedicated to the God of the necromancer remain bright. This shows that those people respect the God of the necromancer."

Looking at the prayers, Eli said slowly, "no matter who they are, the mage God can feel their respect. It must be the God of the mage who doesn't want to expel them. "

Listen to Eli, the old man with white hair doesn't insist any more.

While on one side, looking at this scene, Olak's expression is dignified: "Sir, I suspect that there are prophets who can predict the future on Gwen island. Those flowers are very suspicious."

"How sure are you?" Eli asked.

"About 30%... I need more information to confirm that." Olak replied.

"Only 30%..." Eli shook his head and didn't pay attention to Olak's reminder. It was only Olak's conjecture, not the result of divination.

Even if this group of prayer is really the trap set by the necromancer, Eli is not afraid at all.

As the president of the magic guild, he has been assassinated many times, but he is still safe. Even if there is a legendary assassin hidden in the crowd, Eli is sure to move back safely at the last moment.

"Great mage God, your light shines on the earth..."

He stepped forward slowly and came to a girl who was kneeling down to pray. He interrupted the girl's Prayer: "may I ask you some questions?"

The girl raised her head slightly in confusion and looked at the incomparably powerful mage: "you ask."

"Do you always pray like this?"

"Yes, we do every day." The girl answered in a low voice.

"When exactly?" For the girl's answer, he seemed a little interested, and then asked.

"Every day at dawn, noon, dusk and midnight, we gather here to pray to the great mage God. Whenever we eat food, we recite the name of the mage God." She looked at her feet and did not dare to look at the powerful mage.

Eli, on the other hand, looked thoughtfully. He leaned slightly and looked at the old lady in purple in the rear.

"The sun rises in the clouds at dawn, the sun is burning at noon, the sun sets at dusk, and the moon shadows in the sea at midnight. This is the prayer rule handed down in the golden age of blakhada. It is used to pray to the greatest things in the world, the magic elements that make up the world, and the great mage God. With the silence of the mage God, this set of prayer rules was completely abandoned a hundred years ago. Even the deans of some magic schools did not remember these rules. " Olak explained slowly.

She looked at the girl, the original color of doubt in her eyes, also dispelled a lot at this moment.

Without waiting for Eli to ask questions, Olak continued: "these prayer people should be the descendants of the first group of adherents on Gwen island. Only they can firmly remember these prayer rituals. The mages in blakada have long been lost in all kinds of magic, forgetting the glory of the mage God and the awe of the magic guild."